Blade Runner Page #9

Chew is pointing to the wall pegs where more fur coats

hang.

BATTY:

Morphology.. longevity... use life...

incept dates...

CHEW:

(squealing)

I dunno! Dunna that stuff. I do

eyes! Just eyes! Genetic designs,

just eyes!

Batty looks around the room at the tank of eyes, the

muscle charts of eyes, the pictures of eyes.

BATTY:

Ah! I thought perhaps feet...

hands... muscle tissue.. or..

noses...

CHEW:

(desperate)

Just eyes. Gimee coat, okay?

Leon is staring into the tank of eyes, trying not to

blink.

The eyes stare back at Leon, unblinkingly, arrogantly.

BATTY:

My eyes..... I guess you designed

them, eh?

CHEW:

You Nexus? I design Nexus eyes.

SMASH! Leon, infuriated by the unblinking eyes, smashes

the tank and the insolent eyes pour out onto the floor.

Batty smiles and points to his own eyes.

BATTY:

Ah, Chew.....

(squish,squish)

If only you could see the things

I have seen with your eyes.

Squish! Squish! The squishes are Batty's feet

stepping in eyeballs as he paces in front of Chew.

CHEW:

Please! Cc-cc-cold!

BATTY:

(prosecuting attorney)

Questions!

CHEW:

D-dunno answers! P-please!

BATTY:

Who does?

CHEW:

Tyro! Knows everything!

BATTY:

The Tyrell Corporation?

CHEW:

Big boss! Big genius! Design

your brain.

BATTY:

Ah! Smart!

CHEW:

V-very cold, p-please....

BATTY:

Not an easy man to see, I'd

guess. Security.....

CHEW:

Sebastian take you! Gimmee

coat.

BATTY:

And who is Sebastian?

Chew is blue and hysterical.

CHEW:

J-j-j-j-j F. S-sebastian.

Please.............

BATTY:

Ah! How would I find him...

J.F. Sebastian ?

Chew looks like heart attack city. Is it going to

go on forever?

CUT TO:

EXT. DECKARD'S APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT

Deckard's car pulls up into a drive of a condominium

block that looms against the night sky like a pile

of cardboard boxes.

Deckard gets out of the car wearily and heads for the

front door.

CUT TO:

INT. ELEVATOR NIGHT

The elevator is gloomy, poorly lit, full of shadows.

Deckard asks for the 97th Floor.

The ELEVATOR makes a creaking noise, very distinctive,

and starts upward.

Deckard frowns. Something is wrong. He is suddenly

very alert, ready.

There are shadows behind him but he can't turn to look.

The ELEVATOR CREAKS UPWARDS.

Deckard goes for his blaster, gets it out quick and

whirls.

Rachael is there, in the shadows.

Deckard's blaster is pointed at her. One more second.....

Deckard lowers the blaster. He's shaking all of a sudden.

RACHAEL:

I'm sorry.

INT. CORRIDOR NIGHT

Deckard exits the elevator and approaches his door.

Rachael is behind him, she's desperate.

Deckard takes out his wallet, it drops to the floor

scattering his cards.

Rachael picks up the cards.

RACHAEL:

Let me help you.

DECKARD:

What do I need help for?

Deckard takes the card from her and starts to open

the door.

RACHAEL:

I don't know why he told you what

he did.

DECKARD:

Talk to him.

INT. DECKARD'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

The place is a mess.Deckard walks in leaving the door open.

RACHAEL:

He wouldn't see me.

Deckard goes into the kitchen, comes out with a towel drying

his hair. He walks to the cocktail cabinet and pours himself

a drink.

DECKARD:

I'm gonna have a drink.

RACHAEL:

You think I'm a replicant, don't

you?

Deckard takes off his wet raincoat and throws it on a chair.

RACHAEL:

Look.

She goes to him holding a picture in her hand.

Deckard looks at it.

It's an old snapshot, a little girl with a mother and father.

RACHAEL:

It's me with my parents.

Deckard hands it back to her slowly. Finally speaks.

DECKARD:

You remember when you were about six and you

and your brother snuck into an empty building....

through the basement window ?

RACHAEL:

What? Y-yes....

DECKARD:

You were going to play Doctor. He showed

you his, then you chickened and ran out.

RACHAEL:

But....

She looks up and he's staring at her, but she doesn't seem

to notice.

DECKARD:

Remember the bush outside your window

with the spider in it.

Rachael looks up at him.

DECKARD:

Green body, orange legs... you watched

her build a web all summer.

RACHAEL:

Yes.

Her voice is getting very small.

DECKARD:

One day there was an egg in the webb.

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